He pulls out, drops to his knees, throws my leg over his shoulder and licks like I’m his last fucking meal. My hands smack on the door again as my back arches and my pussy thrusts into his face, taking what it wants. What it needs.
His tongue circles around my clit, going straight for what makes me come the quickest, as he slides two fingers into me and fucks me. He adds a third a minute later and the pressure, coupled with his mouth sucking my clit, sends me over the edge. My orgasm crashes hard and fast, sending wave after delicious wave pulsing through my body. My legs buckle, but he holds me up, wiping his hand across the back of his mouth.
“My turn,” I say as he stands up and I drop to my knees.
“Everlee.”
I grab his cock and suck it into my mouth without waiting.
“Fuck,” he moans, pressing both of his hands against the door. “You’re cheating.”
My cheeks hollow out around his cock and I suck him until he hits the back of my throat.
“But fuck it. Cheat away.” He presses me back so my head is against the door and rocks his hips faster and faster until he’s fucking my face. I grab around his ass and pull him into me at the same time his balls tightened and his orgasm explodes down my throat. He raises on his toes as he gives the last two thrusts, then pauses for a second while his cock pulses in my mouth.
I wrap my hand around the base of it and run it up and down a few times, getting every last drop before he pulls out. “I wanted to come inside of you.”
“You did,” I say, wiping my thumb across my lip.
“Shit.”
“What?”
“Your lips are swollen, just fucked lips.”
I suck them in my mouth like I can suck the swelling away. “Hmmm.”
“We can’t go to the party with you like that.”
“Well, you should have thought about that beforehand.”
“I did! That’s why I was going to fuck you.”
I pucker my lips. “Oh.”
“Yea.” He bats his hand in the air like I should have thought about that.
“Well, fuck.”
He walks out of the room for a second and I think he’s left to go back upstairs until he comes back with a piece of ice. “Suck on this. Maybe it will help.”
“I need something to wipe away the water when it melts.”
“Shit.” Knox stammers around the office. “Emmett’s going to kill me.”
“Why?”
“He’s very particular about his office.”
“Really?”
“About this place? Yea.”
“Why did you pick it, then?”
“I wasn’t really thinking.”
“I couldn’t tell.”
